Aspel/Ari/Drake - 4:45PM along the main street.
"I wouldn't, if I were you," Ari said with a laugh. "He is getting a far better show than anyone anticipated, and we gave him four extra hours per day all this last week to make up for the time off. Although," she added, "in the interest of fairness I must admit that I rarely feel sorry for directors. 'Do it just like that, but calmly, with more passionate intensity, if possible while lying on your back with your legs in the air.' They speak so much rubbish, in other words, that I've a hard time summoning sympathy."
She was keeping an eye surreptitiously on Aspel's plate. As anticipated, it seemed the other woman hadn't eaten much - but then, it also seemed that Drake likely hadn't noticed. "There are a few options, but I prefer - " a building closed for the day - "a tall building with an accessible rooftop. I do not know this area of town as well as my own district, however, so I'd hoped that perhaps one of you might have a suggestion." One that wouldn't involve breaking in, hopefully.